I realized vital information over my past trip to Destin, thanks to the wonderful people I met: not being a slut is "sexy". Yay!! That is great information for someone like me. Yet I feel so sad for the girls who have made the wrong decision; the decision to do whatever a guy wants so as to get his attention and affection, which they rarely even ( Read more... )

I don't like feeling contained. Tweet tweet.

How do you classify me ( Read more... )

I arrived home from the beach today. HAHAH! the beach.. HAHA! Tons and tons of fun. However, the whole ride to Alabama I wanted to cry; I wasn't ready to go home. And then I thought about how I am never ready to go home. I always want to be somewhere, doing something, meeting someone, yet that rarely happens. I want to travel more than anyone I ( Read more... )

I am going to do something amazing with my life. Everyone will know my name. I will be remembered forever. I am going to make a tremendous impact on the world. I will reach higher heights than anyone else. I will live life on the edge, doing incredible things. I am going to meet all the people I have dreamed of. I will dare to be different and ( Read more... )

I couldn't sleep last night. For some reason I kept thinking about bad memories. Over and over again. Not a healthy thing. I just kept tossing and turning in bed trying to forget.... but I couldn't. It was really odd, too, because usually I can just laugh off those memories, but last night I couldn't. Not at all. It was just really weird. I don't ( Read more... )

Tossing and turning
Living and learning

Pushing and shoving
Lusting and loving

Crying and screaming
Sleeping and dreaming

Scratching and clawing
Tripping and falling

Blistered and bruised
Lost and confused

Remembering and forgetting
Pain…

I am such a girl; romantic movies get me in such a funny, giggly mood. It is quite entertaining. But anywho, my ankle is red, swollen, and itchy.... that can't be good. I twisted it up really bad at the soccer tournament this past weekend. One of the teams we played had a midget and another had a one armed girl, both of which I was supposed to ( Read more... )

Today I sat in my small, little desk in a small, little school ( Read more... )

This is my first journal entry. I am not quite sure if it is going to work. But I shall see. However, I will begin by talking about today; I was in a wonderful mood. I was so happy and I was so confident and just comfortable with being myself. I have noticed that at the beginning of this school year I was much more quiet, but now I have learned to ( Read more... )